Romeo & Juliet Quotes ID Acts 1-V

We talk here in the public haunt of men.

Either withdraw unto some private place

And reason coldly of your grievances,

Or else depart. Here all eyes gaze on us.

• Romeo

• Tybalt

• Benvolio

• Mercutio

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as

a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for

me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. . .

A plague o' both your houses!

• Romeo

• Tybalt

• Benvolio

• Mercutio

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender

Of my child's love. I think she will be ruled

In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not. . . .

• Lady Capulet

• Nurse

• Romeo

• Lord Capulet

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

Go, counselor!

Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.

I'll to the friar to know his remedy.

If all else fail, myself have power to die.

• Nurse

• Juliet

• Lady Capulet

• Romeo

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!

Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind Prince,

Taking thy part, hath rushed aside the law,

And turned that black word death to banishment.

This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not.

• Lord Capulet

• Friar Laurence

• Benvolio

• Juliet

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

Now is the sun upon the highmost hill

Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve

Is three long hours; yet she is not come.

Had she affections and warm youthful blood,

She would be as swift in motion as a ball;

My words would bandy her to my sweet love,

And his to me.

• Romeo

• Benvolio

• Juliet

• Nurse

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

Look to't, think on 't; I do not use to jest.

Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise:

An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend;

An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets,

For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee,

Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.

• Lord Capulet

• Friar Laurence

• Lady Capulet

• Tybalt

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

O calm, dishonorable, vile submission!

• Benvolio

• Romeo

• Tybalt

• Mercutio

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

These violent delights have violent ends

And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,

Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey

Is loathsome in his own deliciousness

And in the taste confounds the appetite.

Therefore love moderately: long love doth so;

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

• Lord Capulet

• Friar Laurence

• Benvolio

• Nurse

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CCSS.RL.2.6

CCSS.RL.8.3

Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word

By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,

Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets . . .

If ever you disturb our streets again,

Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.

• Paris

• Romeo

• Friar Laurence

• Prince

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